Being happy takes courage. You have to work for it and make mistakes. Take risks that you wouldn’t think of taking. The right to pursue is in the Constitution for God’s sake, but to actually endeavor to find whatever it is out there that makes you truly happy takes courage.
i dont know how to be happy anymore. I feel like ive lost touch with who i am and what makes me happy. i realize that its more important to just be and let happiness happen whenever it happens but i havnt felt it in so long that i dont remember what it feels like.
happiness is the power we possess to give away forever. we spend some much time pursuing it, wishing we had it, never allowing ourselves to achieve it.
Happy. What a wonderful concept. The one thing we all seek and cannot purchase. Allways wanted never advertised except as an abstract. forgotten by most, possesed by few, revered by those wwho have glimpsed it. rarely attained and easily lost. fragile, fleeting,wondeful, and fullfilling. Happy
i can’t help it. you make me so happy. you keep me so warm and you listen to me complain. you wake me up right on time and shower me just right. my dreams seem better when ever we sleep next to eachother and i never want to stop starring into your eyes. you met me at a very peculiar time in my life, but I wouldn’t rather have it any other way.
happiness is a state of mind. and also the best state of mind and the most difficult to achieve. i believe that all you need in life is happiness and that we revolve our entire lives trying to find ways to achieve happiness.
Happy is quite a crazy thing. Nobody can define it. Everybody else feels happiness differently. What may bring joy to me, may bring sadness to you. Happy is an emotion that I rarely feel, so when I do, I cherish it. I get the most out of every drop of happiness I can get my hands on.
There was no other way to describe it; I was just…happy.
It was the happiest I had been in my life. I had felt so much different from how I often did. I wasn’t laughing because it would be polite to do so. I laughed because that bubbly feeling I got whenever he looked at me with that sparkle in his eye was overflowing my small frame. I was smiling not because I felt that should, but because it didn’t seem like I could do anything. For once in my life, I felt like everything was worth it.
He ran ahead of her with the dog pulling him swiftly towards the green field. It was the last day of the holidays and they had stopped in at the school to pick up a new hat and a new tie for the start of term tomorrow. Without the weight of his schoolbag and the burden of his uniform and teachers eyes upon him he skipped along playfully. Then without thinking, he stopped for a moment and looked at her quizzically and said ‘I feel free’. And that made her happy.
“You look happy,” he said with a grin as she wound her arms around his neck and kissed his jaw.
“Mmm,” she hummed against his skin.
He chuckled and vibration in his chest sent shivers up her spine.
“Deliriously,” she replied.
Happy. Happiness is the smile on your face and the way I get jealous watching you with her. I’m such a dumb girl and I don’t know why I do this to myself. Happy is a word I’ve long lost touch with. Happy is being anywhere but here, looking at you two and wondering why I can’t be my best friend.
She didn’t know how to be happy unless she was busy. There was something about rushing, scrambling, and eventually succeeding that seduced her senses and let her breathe in relief at the completion of every task. Relaxation had to be earned.
Finally, one day I simply opened up my eyes and saw for the first time that there is very little in one’s life to be happy about. The world simply does not work that way.
She makes me happy and that’s all I care about. Tomorrow we will leave for good and hopefully neither one of us will look back. If she decides the trip will not be worth it, that’s fine too. I just want to be happy.
This is perfect!!!!!! I am so unbelievable happy and content with life right this second. After seeing Blue October live tonight, I am just in such a great mood!!!! They were absolutely amazing to watch!!!!! Best decision I ever made was to go see them in concert!! Happy happy happy!
i love to be happy. its one of the best feelings on earth. everyone should be happy all of the time. there is no reason not to be happy. happy is the opposite of sad which is just a pathetic excuse to not be happy. My everyday life has to encourporate happy in it or its just a pile of rolled up crap.
It’s so easy to be happy. But sometimes, I feel like it’s not. It feels like happiness is some far off goal. Sometimes I feel like I’ll never be truly happy. Being happy is something that I miss.
Today I have decided to be happy. You only get one life and then you die. “Why not be happy in between?” I thought to myself. Being happy hurts no one and makes for a good life. As the others passed me by with their problems with work and the kids and house and their body and every other thing they could think of, I made a conscious decision to be happy.
HAPPY is a feeling that i used to desire to feel most of the time, if not all the time. With the events that have lately transpired to me however, it is now a feeling i dread. Why? because every time i feel happy, i feel the proceeding effects of sadness afterwards.
i am happy when i am with you and together we are happy. I am happy when my head is on your shoulder and when you kiss my head on the train or when I am scared. I am happy when I feel free too. when i am on a bike and the wind is rushing in my face or when I am high up and noone can find me. that is when i am happy. happy is when I reach out to feel safe and warm but free and individual and I find it and pull it close and it feels like forever. happy is when I feel like I could go on until the sun freezes me with a smile on my face
I feel the happiest when I’m with my friends. Riding around til late, running through the lake waters–too cold, but not cold enough. Feeling free and alive, the stars could not have been placed better.
Happiness is not a destination. It’s a mindset. A way of life. People with that happiness would become a part of their life, but in reality, in order for that to happen you have to force it to. Right now, I am happy. I try my hardest to look at everything positively, and that makes me feel happy.
weird when some people did not mean the word ‘happy’ deeply. Everynight before i sleep, i will ask forgiveness and forgive anyone who hurts me. This make me happy and feel so light to go to sleep
the day was clear and full of joy. i stood on front end of the ship i saw her she looked radiant and her dressed moved with the wind. i enjoy the thought of seeing her again. shes gone. she has to go. she will be back and when she comes again i will look at her and smile.
We could have been, don’t you remember?
I remember that we were
because I could see us being happy together
I said to you
and that was when you began to cry
because you could see it too
but I won’t know
I should have stopped you from
walking out that door
I think there was a time
when you would think those words for me
and believe them
because I did
and didn’t want to
and that’s why neither of us are, any more.
Happy.
Happy is him. Sudden. Unbelievably. He makes me happy.
I didn’t mean to fall for him’ but I am. His hands, his eyes, he touches me like i am the rarest find in the world.
Happy. It’s like an echo of who I once was and even then I was not happy.
Not truly happy anyway.
Maybe just a mask? Books make me happy. But those aren’t real either.
I have depression so happiness is like looking into the eyes of a dream I’ve never had.
He makes me happy.
Is it real happiness?
Is happiness even real..?
Cutting makes me happy too and isn’t that a terrible addiction as well?
I’ve heard love is like a band-aid.
He wants me to give up what makes me happy and I will lose balance and forget myself.
Can I even make myself happy?
I’m actually pretty happy most of the time. I don’t think too hard about attaining happiness, yet of course it is on my mind sometimes, like when I feel unsatisfied. However, I think sometimes it’s better to just enjoy and live in the moment then trying too hard to be happy. I have this problem sometimes with being a perfectionist so I tend to read up on being happy, but really, they often don’t change much. So rather, I prefer to do what I like, be around people I like and just be me. I feel like happy is such an ideal sometimes, that we wreck ourselves trying to be constantly happy instead of just appreciating the good and the bad, because without the hard times, we can’t fully appreciate those happy days, can we? I like the feeling that the word happy evokes though, it always tends to bring a smile to my face – as if the word in itself has some magical power to make me happier.
how happy can one try to be until the absurdities of life become overwhelming and existential dread comes into play and there, in the mirror may lie the true person who hates eternity.
I felt happy when I got my first dog. Her name was Sandy, and I loved her more than anything. She was happy to see me when I got home from school, and she slept in my bed at night regardless of temperature. She loved me more than anything, and for that, she will always have a special place in my heart. RIP Sandy
We will never forget you.
im happy today. i looked in the mirror and saw a girl who is actually happy, who loves herself. she did not nitpick on how her hair was frizzy, she did not adjust her shirt and frown. no, this girl was proud to be herself and happy to be her. she looks in the mirror and saw, yes ladies and gentleman, the effects of a nfty event.
I am happy sometimes like last night when we were in the limo before homecoming and we played that song that everyone knew and we were laughing and the window was rolled down and it was nice.
It was just perfect. Everything. The air smelled crisp like it does on those inkling-of-fall days and I knew that somewhere there was cider brewing. It was sweater weather. Not the itchy kind. The kind of sweater that you bought at the store and felt victorious because it fit perfectly and didn’t even itch.
yay! smiles faith love ice cream frizzy hair new clothes making a difference extatic jumping up and down jbsegwelurjfbefg;aoihAGF!!! sqeeling laughing being totally comfortable nail polish cupcakes kittens little kids holding your hand
When I was a kid, I was happy. My mother pounded spices on a rock and cooked the deer that we’d caught together. We ate in the dying light.
Being happy takes courage. You have to work for it and make mistakes. Take risks that you wouldn’t think of taking. The right to pursue is in the Constitution for God’s sake, but to actually endeavor to find whatever it is out there that makes you truly happy takes courage.
i dont know how to be happy anymore. I feel like ive lost touch with who i am and what makes me happy. i realize that its more important to just be and let happiness happen whenever it happens but i havnt felt it in so long that i dont remember what it feels like.
happiness is the power we possess to give away forever. we spend some much time pursuing it, wishing we had it, never allowing ourselves to achieve it.
Happy. What a wonderful concept. The one thing we all seek and cannot purchase. Allways wanted never advertised except as an abstract. forgotten by most, possesed by few, revered by those wwho have glimpsed it. rarely attained and easily lost. fragile, fleeting,wondeful, and fullfilling. Happy
i can’t help it. you make me so happy. you keep me so warm and you listen to me complain. you wake me up right on time and shower me just right. my dreams seem better when ever we sleep next to eachother and i never want to stop starring into your eyes. you met me at a very peculiar time in my life, but I wouldn’t rather have it any other way.
happiness is a state of mind. and also the best state of mind and the most difficult to achieve. i believe that all you need in life is happiness and that we revolve our entire lives trying to find ways to achieve happiness.
Happy is quite a crazy thing. Nobody can define it. Everybody else feels happiness differently. What may bring joy to me, may bring sadness to you. Happy is an emotion that I rarely feel, so when I do, I cherish it. I get the most out of every drop of happiness I can get my hands on.
There was no other way to describe it; I was just…happy.
It was the happiest I had been in my life. I had felt so much different from how I often did. I wasn’t laughing because it would be polite to do so. I laughed because that bubbly feeling I got whenever he looked at me with that sparkle in his eye was overflowing my small frame. I was smiling not because I felt that should, but because it didn’t seem like I could do anything. For once in my life, I felt like everything was worth it.
And it was the best feeling in the world.
He ran ahead of her with the dog pulling him swiftly towards the green field. It was the last day of the holidays and they had stopped in at the school to pick up a new hat and a new tie for the start of term tomorrow. Without the weight of his schoolbag and the burden of his uniform and teachers eyes upon him he skipped along playfully. Then without thinking, he stopped for a moment and looked at her quizzically and said ‘I feel free’. And that made her happy.
“You look happy,” he said with a grin as she wound her arms around his neck and kissed his jaw.
“Mmm,” she hummed against his skin.
He chuckled and vibration in his chest sent shivers up her spine.
“Deliriously,” she replied.
Happy. Happiness is the smile on your face and the way I get jealous watching you with her. I’m such a dumb girl and I don’t know why I do this to myself. Happy is a word I’ve long lost touch with. Happy is being anywhere but here, looking at you two and wondering why I can’t be my best friend.
She didn’t know how to be happy unless she was busy. There was something about rushing, scrambling, and eventually succeeding that seduced her senses and let her breathe in relief at the completion of every task. Relaxation had to be earned.
Finally, one day I simply opened up my eyes and saw for the first time that there is very little in one’s life to be happy about. The world simply does not work that way.
She makes me happy and that’s all I care about. Tomorrow we will leave for good and hopefully neither one of us will look back. If she decides the trip will not be worth it, that’s fine too. I just want to be happy.
This is perfect!!!!!! I am so unbelievable happy and content with life right this second. After seeing Blue October live tonight, I am just in such a great mood!!!! They were absolutely amazing to watch!!!!! Best decision I ever made was to go see them in concert!! Happy happy happy!
i love to be happy. its one of the best feelings on earth. everyone should be happy all of the time. there is no reason not to be happy. happy is the opposite of sad which is just a pathetic excuse to not be happy. My everyday life has to encourporate happy in it or its just a pile of rolled up crap.
It’s so easy to be happy. But sometimes, I feel like it’s not. It feels like happiness is some far off goal. Sometimes I feel like I’ll never be truly happy. Being happy is something that I miss.
Today I have decided to be happy. You only get one life and then you die. “Why not be happy in between?” I thought to myself. Being happy hurts no one and makes for a good life. As the others passed me by with their problems with work and the kids and house and their body and every other thing they could think of, I made a conscious decision to be happy.
HAPPY is a feeling that i used to desire to feel most of the time, if not all the time. With the events that have lately transpired to me however, it is now a feeling i dread. Why? because every time i feel happy, i feel the proceeding effects of sadness afterwards.
i am happy when i am with you and together we are happy. I am happy when my head is on your shoulder and when you kiss my head on the train or when I am scared. I am happy when I feel free too. when i am on a bike and the wind is rushing in my face or when I am high up and noone can find me. that is when i am happy. happy is when I reach out to feel safe and warm but free and individual and I find it and pull it close and it feels like forever. happy is when I feel like I could go on until the sun freezes me with a smile on my face
I feel the happiest when I’m with my friends. Riding around til late, running through the lake waters–too cold, but not cold enough. Feeling free and alive, the stars could not have been placed better.
Happiness is not a destination. It’s a mindset. A way of life. People with that happiness would become a part of their life, but in reality, in order for that to happen you have to force it to. Right now, I am happy. I try my hardest to look at everything positively, and that makes me feel happy.
The one emotion everyone seeks to obtain. Happiness is the highest level of greatness. Being happy is the one desire I truly have.
weird when some people did not mean the word ‘happy’ deeply. Everynight before i sleep, i will ask forgiveness and forgive anyone who hurts me. This make me happy and feel so light to go to sleep
the day was clear and full of joy. i stood on front end of the ship i saw her she looked radiant and her dressed moved with the wind. i enjoy the thought of seeing her again. shes gone. she has to go. she will be back and when she comes again i will look at her and smile.
We could have been, don’t you remember?
I remember that we were
because I could see us being happy together
I said to you
and that was when you began to cry
because you could see it too
but I won’t know
I should have stopped you from
walking out that door
I think there was a time
when you would think those words for me
and believe them
because I did
and didn’t want to
and that’s why neither of us are, any more.
Happy.
Happy is him. Sudden. Unbelievably. He makes me happy.
I didn’t mean to fall for him’ but I am. His hands, his eyes, he touches me like i am the rarest find in the world.
Happy. It’s like an echo of who I once was and even then I was not happy.
Not truly happy anyway.
Maybe just a mask? Books make me happy. But those aren’t real either.
I have depression so happiness is like looking into the eyes of a dream I’ve never had.
He makes me happy.
Is it real happiness?
Is happiness even real..?
Cutting makes me happy too and isn’t that a terrible addiction as well?
I’ve heard love is like a band-aid.
He wants me to give up what makes me happy and I will lose balance and forget myself.
Can I even make myself happy?
A dripping chocolate brownie with a scoop of vanilla ice-cream makes me happy. Replacing that with a leafy salad does not. Diets are stupid.
A summers breeze, the wave of the trees the touch of his hand caressing my cheek: That’s what makes me happy.
Seeing his smile, spending quality time, listening to his heart beat: That’s what makes me happy.
I’m actually pretty happy most of the time. I don’t think too hard about attaining happiness, yet of course it is on my mind sometimes, like when I feel unsatisfied. However, I think sometimes it’s better to just enjoy and live in the moment then trying too hard to be happy. I have this problem sometimes with being a perfectionist so I tend to read up on being happy, but really, they often don’t change much. So rather, I prefer to do what I like, be around people I like and just be me. I feel like happy is such an ideal sometimes, that we wreck ourselves trying to be constantly happy instead of just appreciating the good and the bad, because without the hard times, we can’t fully appreciate those happy days, can we? I like the feeling that the word happy evokes though, it always tends to bring a smile to my face – as if the word in itself has some magical power to make me happier.
how happy can one try to be until the absurdities of life become overwhelming and existential dread comes into play and there, in the mirror may lie the true person who hates eternity.
I felt happy when I got my first dog. Her name was Sandy, and I loved her more than anything. She was happy to see me when I got home from school, and she slept in my bed at night regardless of temperature. She loved me more than anything, and for that, she will always have a special place in my heart. RIP Sandy
We will never forget you.
What does happy mean? Show me a picture and I’ll show you a faker. Happiness is real but it doesn’t last :D
im happy today. i looked in the mirror and saw a girl who is actually happy, who loves herself. she did not nitpick on how her hair was frizzy, she did not adjust her shirt and frown. no, this girl was proud to be herself and happy to be her. she looks in the mirror and saw, yes ladies and gentleman, the effects of a nfty event.
I am happy sometimes like last night when we were in the limo before homecoming and we played that song that everyone knew and we were laughing and the window was rolled down and it was nice.
It was just perfect. Everything. The air smelled crisp like it does on those inkling-of-fall days and I knew that somewhere there was cider brewing. It was sweater weather. Not the itchy kind. The kind of sweater that you bought at the store and felt victorious because it fit perfectly and didn’t even itch.
yay! smiles faith love ice cream frizzy hair new clothes making a difference extatic jumping up and down jbsegwelurjfbefg;aoihAGF!!! sqeeling laughing being totally comfortable nail polish cupcakes kittens little kids holding your hand